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When views like these become ever so familiar. . . Nael went on his first play date at three weeks. I felt like it was such an accomplished for the two of us. It was the first time I took him out on my own and it was the first time he was going to be around someone his age. To me this was a huge deal for many reasons. . . Having the confidence to have him on my own. Breastfeeding him publicly. Figuring out how to dismantle the pram and putting it in the boot. The list could go on and on. . . There’s also a funny story about the play date. I messaged a friend from high school who I hadn’t seen in over 13 years. @siankirvan had posted that she was expecting a baby around the same time as me. Before we knew it, her little girl phoebe was born a day before Nael and they went on their first play date at THREE weeks of age. . . Btw children & breastfeeding friendly cafes are LIFE nowadays. All you #manchestermums @manchestermums need to tell me about more of these in the area ♥️
It’s just amazing how much joy a baby can bring to ones life. Since Naels been born I’ve never seen my parents stop gushing over him. My mum loving the two to three hours of ‘bonding’ time with him. Spending forever chatting to him and making herself believe he’s smiling at her. And my dad taking great pride in pushing the pram around. Not allowing anyone else to have a turn because that’s his little joy. Alhamdulillah for all these little moments and all His blessings. #IntroducingNael
Baby Nael is 4 weeks old today and I don’t know where the time has gone. It’s been the craziest roller coaster I’ve ever been on. Not a single day has been the same nor predictable. His routine, feed time, nappy time it all feels like it rolls into one. . . during the four weeks we’ve also had visitors every single day. 28 days of meeting new people and familiarising himself with the outside world. . . We’ve been inundated with calls, texts, presents and cards over the past few weeks. . . And to be honest, it’s such a catch 22. As much as you want to show gratitude and enjoy having company, you’re healing. You’re healing in a way that you’ve never healed before. Emotionally, physically and psychologically. You’re torn between seeing to your own needs, your baby’s need and seeing to other people at the same time. There are days you don’t want to get out of your pyjamas but you have to. There’s days that you don’t want anyone else to touch your baby other than you but that’s never going to happen. . . As difficult as it has been to be surrounded by people all the time, we’ve created so many memories with so many people already. Nael already has 4 weeks of love and warmth from friends and family. Something I’m proud to have given my son. A whole month of invaluable love. . . What was your experience of having visitors? What are your thoughts of people visiting? #introducingnael
The first 5 days of motherhood feel like such a blur. My recollection of those five days is hazy and scattered. I felt weak and drained. Nothing can prepare you for that feeling. Or at least nothing prepared me for that feeling. I was lucky enough that I had my family around me who supported me and did everything for me. Alhamdulillah. . . But on day 6 I had to/needed to go out to get some fresh air. It was the first day we took our baby out for a walk ‘around the block’. . . I can’t still remember how weak and fragile my legs felt. It was as though I was walking on jelly. But it was the best decision we made as I felt absolutely amazing afterwards. . . For me personally it was so important to go out as soon as I could. I didn’t want to get too ‘comfortable’ and end up staying indoors for weeks on end. . . How soon after giving birth did you go out? What are your thoughts on how soon one should leave the house with a new born? I’m intrigued to know people’s answers!
Never did I ever think that I’d be so Interested in hearing birth stories, pregnancy woes or scan photos. But I am. It’s amazing how you start to change, adapt and function during this most life changing experience. . . We went through different stages and phases of “should we find out the gender? Should we not”. But on the day we just couldn’t resist. Before going to the scan we made the mutual decision to keep the gender to ourselves so it’s special to us. Nevermind all that gender reveal stuff! That was our decision and I am so glad and proud that we managed to do that. Before finding out the gender I was completely convinced that we were expecting a little girl. So finding out that there there was a little boy Growing I lnside of me was a complete surprise. . . What are your thoughts on gender reveal parties? Or about finding out the gender? Did you find out the gender of your baby?
Concealed pregnancy: Not quite! But yes I wanted to keep my pregnancy low profile. After finding out that we were expecting a baby, I tried my hardest not to tell anyone, albeit the sickness, loss of appetite and constant drained expressions meant that a lot of my close family and friends did figure it out for themselves. I told all my family and friends after the 12 week scan as I didn’t want people to find out from other people. You know how it is - it was my information to share and I wanted to make sure that I told people myself. . . The reason for not telling many people or making it public was because pregnancy is so unpredictable. Anything can go wrong at any time. It’s such a delicate and fragile time that I didn’t want to share it with people unnecessarily. . . Pregnancy itself was a whirlwind and I have written a draft blogpost about it. Whether it will ever be shared or I will get a chance to make some changes remains unknown! . . Ps. Isn’t it funny how being pregnant is the most miraculous and natural thing, yet in the south Asian culture it’s not something you talk about openly. You hide your bump under a chaadar/shawl and you’re told not to touch or rub your bump? 🤯 . . People always said they miss their bump and I couldn’t understand. But now I do. I miss him being close to me all the time. . . This photo is from my surprise baby shower at 33 weeks. I was well and truly spoilt & surprised! . . ##introducingNael #bumplove

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